Right I know I've gotten bad reviews for this story. But I enjoy writing it so I'm gonna carry on and hope it gets better.!

Romes POV:

'You know there not bad kids.' I said taking a sip of my beer

'They're better than we were at that age..' .'

'Yeah I know. I guess I'm just frightened of not bringing them up properly.'

'You are a bit strict with them.' I said laughing

'You think I should go and say sorry.' He was starting to get worried

'No don't do that just try and be a little bit more chilled out and understanding for the teenage temper tantrums.'

'Yeah yeah I know.' I don't think he was really listening but hoped he'd took some of it in.

We sat there for the rest of the night drinking beer and watching TV. Next thing I knew it was morning and I was on lead on Brian's sofa with a blanket over me.

'Shit what time is it?' I mumbled looking at my watch

It was only 9 am luckily.

I climbed up off of the sofa and wandered into the kitchen where Lyndsey was sat eating toast.

'Fancy doing me a bit of toast Lyns?' I said sitting opposite her.

'You look like shit Rome.' She rolled her eyes and put some toast in for me

'Thanks babe.' I laughed winking at her.

'Want some juice?' she opened the fridge

I nodded.

'What are you up to today then? Going to the beach with girlies or got a date maybe?'

She laughed 'yeah I wish for either. No I'm sure my dad has informed you but I'm grounded for the weekend.'

'Oh yeah forgot about that. Hope I didn't depress you anymore?'

'No don't worry about it.' She buttered my toast and gave it to me

'I guess I'm just gonna tidy my room and them I'm sure my dad has got loads of jobs for me to do. Nicks working at the garage all day with Tej, so all his attention will be on me!'

'Well I've got to go and pick up some parts out of town so how'd you fancy coming with me to keep me company?'

Her eyes lit up

'Only if you ask dad? He'll never let me if I ask him?'

'Ok go and get ready and I'll square it with your old man.'

As she was about to walk out of the door my mobile rang and Brian came down stairs.

'What's up Jimmy?'

'Yeah really? Must've been a good night then?'

'How many have we actually got in?'

'And they're paying cash?'

'Ok dude I'll be there in five.'

I closed my phone and suddenly felt guilty when I saw Lyndsey staring at me.

'Sorry babe, got to go into the garage, load of work just turned up.'

'Was that jimmy on the phone?' Brian walked into the kitchen

'yeah, loads of damage from the races last night just turned up, they're paying cash and want it done by tonight.'

'Do they need both of us?' Brian looked at Lyndsey who had sat back down when Brian came in.

'Not really, jimmy reckons the four of us can handle it, with nick running around doing little jobs.'

'He turned up then?' Brian raised his eye brows

'Yeah.' I laughed

'Look guys I gotta go, c ya later?' I ran out of the door

Brian's POV:

'Looks like it's just me and you then Lyns.' I hoped she'd forgot that I shouted at her last night.

'I'm gonna go and tidy my room.' She got up and walked out without looking at me.

'Shit.' I slammed my fist down on the counter

I went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door.

'Hang on a minute.' She shouted

I stood there for a couple of minutes

'Yeah you can come in now?' she was sat brushing her hair

I took a deep breath and sat down on the bed behind her.

'Do you want any help tidying your room?'

She stopped for a minute looking stunned

'No I'll be ok it won't take me that long.' She carried on brushing her hair

'As long as you're sure?'

I got up and went to leave

'Dad wait………… you can help if you really want to?' she smiled at me

'Ok good, you tell me what u want me to do.'

We spent the next ½ hour tidying her room, just making small talk. It was never my intention to make her feel uncomfortable but I had and was kicking my self for doing so.

Lyndsey's POV:

My dad was acting really strange I think he felt guilty for shouting at me last night and generally being quite strict over the last few weeks.

'Dad you don't have to hang around here. You can go to the garage if you want, I'll be fine on my own. We both are when you go racing.' I was trying to make him feel even guiltier.

'They don't need me at the garage.' He sat on the edge of my bed.

'In that case then, you need some new clothes you're looking a bit un cool lately, let's go shopping!' I grinned at him and grabbed my jacket.

'Come on lets go.' I grabbed his hand and dragged him downstairs

'Un cool, I'm never un cool; I've got to be one of the coolest dads around.'

She cocked her head to one side and looked me over.

'Yeah whatever.' I picked up his car keys and waited for him to follow.